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// Sandymane 
// Story: Tales of the Green Hill Club: The Globe Family 
// by markzilla6895 
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The previous day




"GET OUT OF MY ROOM, YOU LITTLE WEIRDO!" Sandymane shouted to her younger brother as she slammed the door to her room.

When she heard him reply, however, he sounded more amused than offended.  "Fine, have it your way. But just remember - you gave me this idea."

Sandymane fumed to herself as she laid down on her bed, only to immediately sit up at the sticky feeling from her shirt.

"Darnit," she said to herself, "why'd he have to go on and on about feeling good without clothes on?" With a little hesitation, she pulled her ruined shirt off and placed it in the hamper. She was about to grab a new shirt from the closet before pausing. The warm air did feel nice against the parts of her skin that were exposed...

Hmm... might be nice to go without a shirt for just a little while, she thought. But that's as far as I'll go! She picked up her favorite book, a somewhat worn guidebook to bugs.

As she lay back on the bed, the feeling of the soft duvet against her skin helped her to relax, and her mood began to improve. She absentmindedly began to play with the strap of her bra. As she continued to read, she unknowingly unhooked the undergarment, and began to lower her pants slightly. Eventually she was down to her underwear and socks. After that she became more absorbed in her book, and eventually, when her mother called to her, it came as a shock.

"Sandymane! Time for dinner!"

Shaking with panic at the possibility of being discovered in her barely-dressed  state, Sandymane quickly redonned her pants and grabbed a new shirt. Hurrying down the stairs, she saw Pimpernel was already sitting at the table, still naked. She quickly turned away and desperately said to Hazelhair "Please say he should put something on, Mom."

"Why?" Pimpernel asked, beaming away. "I feel comfy, and I'm not hurting any of you."

Hazelhair shrugged. "If you don't want to look at him, Sandymane, you don't have to."

Smart Globe placed a small mug of freshly-made gravy next to the roast beef they were about to eat. Noticing this, Sandymane made one more effort.  "But what about that hot gravy? It might splash and burn him--"

"I doubt it," said Smart Globe with a smile. "He's usually a quite tidy eater. Besides, he's still using a napkin like the rest of us - that ought to be enough."

Sandymane glared at her brother as they began to eat. Though secretly, she was actually jealous of how he showed off his nudity without much embarrassment. At last she asked, "How long are you gonna keep this up, Pimpernel? Don't you feel one bit of shame?"

"Why should I?" Pimpernel asked. "I'm safely in my own home, with my own family, and Dad says my body's doing just fine." Sandymane opened her mouth to speak, but found herself at a loss for words as he made some pretty good points.

"Honey, if we can handle it, so can you," Hazelhair said to her daughter. "He promises to get dressed when he has to leave the house or meet visitors, so stop worrying. Though I must say, I like to see that you care about your brother's well-being."

"Well..." Sandymane blushed.

"Aww, I love you too, sis!" said Pimpernel with a mischievous grin, though there was honesty in his voice as well. Sandymane allowed herself a small smile, but still didn't look at the naked boy.

"I'm not saying I'm comfortable with this," Sandymane finally said.

"We're still getting used to it ourselves, honey," Hazelhair assured  her. "Just give it time. If this is what Pimpernel wants, being his family, we'll just have to accept it."

"I-I need to go..." Sandymane stood up and headed back to her room.

"What about your tea?" Smart Globe called after her.

"Not hungry anymore, thanks," the girl replied without looking back.

Back at the table, the rest of the family looked at each other, puzzled over how to take this, and Pimpernel shrugged.

Up in Sandymane's room, the clothes she was wearing were strewn all over the floor. The now nude Sandymane began panting heavily as she looked at her shaking hands.

"What's... happening to me?"

Standing there in nothing but her glasses - she needed those to see  clearly, of course - she almost felt as though Pimpernel had cast some kind of spell on her, compelling her to get as naked as he was. The idea of it somehow became more and more compelling.

"That silly little prank can't have triggered this! I'm not turning into a nudist... am I?"

She tried to reach for her clothes, but for some reason, her body wouldn't obey her thoughts.

A voice in her head also seemed to be saying 'Hey, if you got dressed again, it would be just a dull regular evening for you. You have to admit, this is kinda fun...'

'That doesn't mean I should do it...' Sandymane argued internally.

'Unless you WANT to,' the voice seemed to reply. 'And don't  bother trying to deny it - I know your mind. I AM your mind, after all.'

Sandymane sighed before getting under the covers, making sure her body was well-hidden.

'Feels nice, huh?' her mind persisted. If you had pajamas on,  they'd be getting scrunched up and rubbing against you. This is much better, isn't it?'

'Shut up...' Sandymane told herself. 'I'm just... too tired to get dressed...'

'Are you ashamed of your body?' Okay, that was unexpected.

'No, I'm not. I mean... why should I be? I'm not overweight or underweight, I wash regularly and I've always avoided drugs. My body is fine.'

'Then there's no need to hide it.' Sandymane was sure that the voice was smirking at her now.

'Okay, fine. I admit being naked isn't that bad.'

'It might actually be fun, right? Pimpernel seems to be having a good time with it. Why don't you have a good look at yourself in the mirror, just to remind yourself how great you really look?'

'Tomorrow. Right now, I just want some rest...'

And with that, exhausted by dealing with Pimpernel's nudity and her own internal debate, Sandymane fell asleep there and then.




The next morning




Sandymane awoke to her alarm. She felt very well-rested, like it was the best sleep she'd had in many days. A quick body check confirmed she was still naked.

The memories of last evening came back to her. 'Could it be true? Is sleeping without nothing on really that much more comfy?'

Standing in front of her room mirror, she chuckled a little and struck a pose.

'Heh... I really do look pretty hot, don't I?'

Before she could continue admiring herself, the door opened. Pimpernel stepped in, and for a moment gazed upon his sister's body in  silence. Then he gently cleared his throat, and her eyes snapped open in  shock.

"GET OUT!" she yelled, trying to cover herself.




Back in the present




"And you know the rest," Sandymane concluded.

"Wow, you had an argument inside your head?" Pimpernel giggled.

"Knock it off," Sandymane grumbled. "We all have trouble choosing things, right?"

"Well, it feels pretty good, right?"

"Yeah, I admit it. It feels like I had loads of restrictions without knowing it, and suddenly they're gone."

"So does this mean you're...?"

"Yes, I will be naked at home from now on."

"Aww, I knew you'd come round, sis!" cried Pimpernel happily. Before  Sandymane knew what he was doing, he leaped forward to hug her. It was only afterwards that he realized that his own naked flesh was now directly pressed to hers, and a mortified look crossed his face as he felt a certain reaction beginning. 

"S-Sorry!" He leapt off of her and turned around to cover himself.

At first Sandymane was equally alarmed, having felt what was happening  with Pimpernel against her hip. But knowing that it had been involuntary, and seeing how sorry and nervous he looked, she gave a gentle smile and hugged him from behind.

"Sis...?" Pimpernel was more used to her lashing out at him in anger.

"It's okay, it was an accident."

He could now feel her breasts pressed against his back, which made him tense up slightly. But she noticed this, and by gently stroking his arm, she calmed him down.

"...is there something wrong with you today? You seem... nicer."

Sandymane frowned - not out of anger, but out of guilt. Her brother's  words made her think back on her attitude towards him over the years. How moody and reclusive she had become, how she refused to hang out with him and got annoyed with him for the silliest and most trivial reasons.  And how, despite all that, he never lost his positivity and good  humor, and continued to be loyal, understanding and friendly towards her and everyone else.

"No," she said finally. "I'm perfectly fine. In fact, I feel much better."

"You sure?"

Sandymane nodded. "I... want us to start over."

"What do you mean, 'start over'?"

"I haven't exactly been pleasant to you lately, and I want to move on from that."

"Hey, sis, it's okay. I mean, with no one else sharing your interests  and having bad luck with guys, I always understood why you weren't happy--"

Pimpernel would have continued, but he stopped upon  noticing Sandymane's eyes beginning to tear up. She was becoming  overwhelmed by her little brother's kindness. Thankfully, he was interrupted by Hazelhair and Smart Globe coming downstairs.

"Ah, I see you kids woke up befo-- OH MY GOSH!" Entering the kitchen to find his teenaged daughter as naked as his son, Smart Globe panicked and averted his eyes for fear that staring would frighten her.

"Relax, Dad," Sandymane smiled. "Pimpernel and I were just discussing about our new living conditions."

"So you're joining him now?" Hazelhair asked as she stepped in. Turning to Smart Globe, she then said "Uncover your eyes, dear. Might as well get used to it."

Sandymane giggled as she pulled her brother close. "We're officially nudists now."

"So I see," smiled Hazelhair. "And if I may say so, Sandy, you're growing into a fine young woman."

"Mooom!" Sandymane blushed brightly.

"Come on, Mom, don't tease her," said Pimpernel. "She's only just started this."

"Thank you," Sandymane rubbed his head lightly as Smart Globe began making breakfast for himself and his wife.

"Ah, thank you, Smart," smiled Hazelhair. "I'll need a good breakfast, with all the work I'm planning to do on the garden today."

"Y'know," Pimpernel smirked. "It'd be less tiring if you worked out there naked."

"Wha--?! D-d-don't be ridiculous," stuttered Hazelhair with an intense  blush. "I couldn't go outside with nothing on. I'd be sure to upset  someone..."

"Not if you put up a high fence around the garden," grinned Sandymane, starting to join in with her brother's fun.

"Yeah," added Pimpernel, "nobody would see you then. Or any of us."

"N-n-now, children, I thought we agreed that we'd keep this inside the house. And I never said I'd join in."

"The backyard is part of the house," Sandymane giggled. "So it counts."

They continued to playfully tease her through breakfast, and when she finally stepped outside to begin her work, they even pretended to be ready to follow her.

"At least be dressed out here until I have the fence built please," Hazelhair rubbed her forehead stressfully.

"You reckon we could get her to join us, bro?" Sandymane whispered with a devious grin.

"Definitely," Pimpernel replied. "She just needs some... natural persuasion."

The two began giggling as they continued to plan.